Melodies deeply disturbing me within, arousing suspicions,
causing doubts of yearning in this world, unsure of every-
thing.
Nothing seems to matter as I wander aimlessly against the
wind of a winter storm, being pushed back into sweltering
domains of the past.
When life was a nightmare that finally past and is now
attacking inner thoughts once again, outrunning it's in-
sistence.
Not wanting to remember any of it, for I have learned from
it, the mistrust always held inside of my mind for other
people in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem